The Carpenter - Homeboy Sandman

Sand to the rescue, hipper than ha-choo then bless you

I be in the lab dude, my respect due I should get a tattoo

With a test tube

Monkey that’s a baboon

That’s my nephew, funkier than the bathroom

That’s the restroom

Way more than the back room

With the guess whos

I’ll be on the avenue making chess moves

Don’t be gettin' fretful, at times I get forgetful, reppin' for the fresh few,

whippin' up fresh food

Beard like Moses

Kick it with the opposition to the posers

Planes be going 'neeeow' passing over each and every foe, wake up and smell the

Folgers

I don’t wanna hear how it won’t work, that just means the whole earth hasn’t

done their homework

Early on I veered, then I soul-searched, dug deep like a gopher,

figured I should go first, reason why I don’t curse, reason why I’m sober,

reason I feel younger, even though I’m older

Open your eyes and keep them on me

The Carpenter

Shot gunning for the leg room

End all of my fortune cookies «in the bedroom»

Type of cat that always

Repping in the rec room

Paparazzi Boy Sand

Rampant in they red room

As soon as I check one

‘Fore I even check two

You ain’t gotta say it once

Everybody guess who

I be puttin' checks up

Even when the rent’s due

Ain’t nobody next up

Ain’t nobody next to

Moment that I enter

Recognize the emperor

So I be getting' extra

Places like Bethesda

People see the homeboy, and they be like oh snap

And they be like oh boy

Shout to Japanese Cats

Chilling, watching Oldboy

People in New Orleans

Chilling eating po’boys

Just because I’m pro-life

Don’t mean I ain’t pro-choice

Reading Dostoevsky don’t mean I read Tolstoy

Used to be had no voice

You can see that’s null and void

Nas is like «I Am» I’mma be like «Yo Soy»

Now I’m making big noise

Playing with the big boys

I don’t mean the Big Noids

B, I mean the Sig Freuds

The sun gon' rise, open your eyes and keep em on me

The sun gon' rise, open your eyes and keep em on me

The sun gon' rise open your eyes they keep up on me

Indeed, Ben Boogz, and Deep, and homey

The Carpenter

I’m never gonna slow, I’m never gonna stall

I’m never gonna cease, I’m never gonna cheat

I’m never gonna cheapen, never gonna eat

I’m never gonna sleep, I’m never gonna sell out

Never gonna lease

More than ever in the streets

I’m never gonna leave, cats claim that they believe

Then never take a leap, you won’t never be relieved

You don’t never take a leak, My level is elite

Times in another league

Times the anomoly

Warn the diabolique

Cast blabber on the mic, cats gather on the right

I’d rather make a left, I ain’t frightened of the lights

I ain’t tryin to be polite, I’m fighting for my life

I’m fighting to the death, I’m down to pay the price

Ain’t no roll of the dice

Only one way to dive in, take it to the depths, don’t mind if money’s tight

I’m done with wearing ties

I’m running out of time, not running out of breath

Next thing you know presto, I’m all up in the press, oh yeah you wanna bet

Make sure to stay abreast

The carpenter